Give Me More

Ouija D'Angelo · 11-13-2010, 03:35 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Noelle; 502 words

He thrived on color, as plain and simple as that. The monotone nature of his pelt was a bother and so eh did what he had to in order to alter the coloration of it. For the time being that meant rolling around in the in the dirt and grass while it was still available to be seen. Sure, it would look strange should any happen upon him but he hadn't seen anyone else in the area when he started rolling about. What he was doing wouldn't really add as much color as he would would like but it would at least be something. It would last a few days and that was enough for now. He would simply have to remember to stock up when things became in season again so that he would have colors to actually choose from instead of making due with whatever he could find as a last minute substitute as he was doing now.

His coat became a mix of green and brown because of his ministrations. It wasn't exactly the most beautiful sight in the world but it was something at least. It served well enough for a quick job. He got up from his rolling around and grabbed his satchel and slipped it over his shoulder, continuing his walk in optime form. Maybe he would chance across some sort of flower or something else of color. It was a vague hope but it still never hurt to look. Who knew, he just might get lucky. Just might be able to find a bit more.

Eventually he came upon a break in the trees. He wandered in and took a seat in the middle of the clearing. There wasn't really anything there to use but some dried leaves and those certainly wouldn't work with the purpose that he had in mind. Still it was nice and quiet. It was a like a retreat from the world, a sanctuary from life. He took a seat in the center of the ring and picked up a nearby stick. Without thinking too much on it he pulled out a knife from his satchel and began to cut the rough bark away in order to have a smoother surface to work with. But then after a moment or two it was as if he sensed another around. He glanced over his shoulder and saw a female standing in the trees. With a smile on his lips he waved her over and patted the ground to invite her to sit for awhile. "It's okay, I won't bite unless you ask me to." After all he knew his large size could be considered intimidating to some. After all he had been larger than all in his cult, but that was his grandfather's genes in him. Or at least that is what he had been told. He had been told that he resembled his grandfather, all except for the color of his coat. He was white while his grandfather had been black.

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